A day is a miniature eternity

Ralph Waldo Emerson [oh I know, don’t you just love him?] said “A day is a miniature eternity”. The problem is it is so miniature. Of course when I focus on how short a day is and how much I have to do, there are times, I must admit, that I spin my wheels and panic.

Lord Chesterfield commented : “The less one has to do, the less time one finds to do it in. One yawns, one procrastinates, one can do it when one will, and therefore, one seldom does it at all; whereas those who have a great deal of business must always buckle to it; and then they always find time enough to do it”. I suppose that is just another version of the line my parents always used on me: “You know what they say, Kate….if you want something done, ask a busy person”.Β  Yeah, yeah, yeah I’d mutter—because I had just been griping that I had too much to do. They didn’t sympathize, they urged me forward. Wise people.

So what do we find? James Russell Lowell was correct: “One day, with life and heart, is more than time enough to find a world”. Really? One day? But [whining]Β my things to do list is so long! Oh, yes—I can keep on slogging forward. If I have accomplished things today—and handled my day prayerfully with good grace—it will be a day well lived. As a child I just loved the poetry of Robert Louis Stevenson. Stevenson said it well: “Anyone can carry his burden, however hard, until nightfall. Anyone can do his work, however hard, for one day. Anyone can live sweetly, patiently, lovingly, purely, till the sun goes down. And this is all life really means”.

That reminds me of a scene in the movie Facing the Giants. (If you haven’t seen it, see if your library has it, or download it or whatever. It is a wonderful, wonderful movie). The coach is attempting to drive an important lesson home. The lesson, don’t quit. Ask yourself if you can keep going for just one more play, or just a few more yards. By doing that, you accomplish a LOT.Β (If you haven’t seen it, see if your library has it, or download it or whatever. It is a wonderful, wonderful movie).

Today will have laughter, joy, hard work, a beautiful sunrise, a breathtaking sunset, and my beloved family to begin and end my day with. I know I can—yeah–perennial optimist girl said that. There, I’m done–no more quotes! Remember: I am lecturing to myself and trying to give myself the oomph to push myself forward—and remain accountable to whoever is reading my blog. I wish you steadfastness.

About Kate Kresse

I love to write, I love to talk, I love to uplift people when I can. I am a woman in love with life. I am a wife, mom, tutor, writer, and I am a perennial optimist. (OK not every single minute but you get the point! :-)
This entry was posted in faith/courage/miracles/hope and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

6 Responses to A day is a miniature eternity

  1. Hmm. Looks like we’re each in the same boat. 😦
    I’ve seen the movie, so that puts me ahead of some, eh? Ha!
    Our special project has been crowned with success, by the way, and we had a very wet and weeping day yesterday, weeping with joy and awe. πŸ™‚ Oh, the glory to stand beside what God is doing!
    Doesn’t change that I have too much to do. It is past time to gear down for bed, but laundry did not get finished, yet, and have to sort mail, make a vitamin order, and iron at least one shirt.
    Join the club of folks who smile about wet and weeping Sundays. πŸ™‚ xoxo K

    • Kate Kresse says:

      ah you do my heart good with such lovely news. The clouds of believers and the Tender Shepherd continue to rejoice. Have a wonderful evening. Think about letting the laundry wait and fall into bed to rest in His Glory. Rejoicing with you. ❀

  2. Orders from hubs, who went to be at 5 p.m., before his supper, he was so tired. I caught him at it, though, and made him get up and eat. Fixed a favorite food to coax him. He spent a day in the woods, trying to make a bit of money to make up for the fact he is furloughed right now. 😦
    However, everything works for good. Our ease of mind at the gov. disaster foisted upon us was just part of the ingredients that led to confidence in God, for our young watcher. It all works for good. Claiming Genesis 50:20-21. πŸ™‚
    Gotta dry the wet clothes and iron that shirt and make sure there are no important communications in that tall stack of mail and list the vitamins we need. Gotta. πŸ™‚ Then I sleep. πŸ™‚

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s